The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Xia Qiuran was feeling down and didn't want to argue with Sun Rong, that lackey. She just leaned there without even lifting her eyelids.

Sun Rong interpreted this as Xia Qiuran being afraid of her and powerless to resist her, so she immediately became even more assertive and went even further.

"You were originally deemed unqualified for your internship, so why did you suddenly pass? Did you do something shady? Like those educated youth who slept with the director of the educated youth office in order to return to the city, did you do something like that too?"

Sun Rong finished speaking with a smile and then added, "I was just joking, don't take it to heart." That way, even if something really happened, she would have something to say, that the conflict arose because Xia Qiuran couldn't take a joke.

"Get away from me, don't mess with me," Xia Qiuran replied coldly.

"Why are you still angry? Can't you take a joke?" Sun Rong rolled her eyes at her disdainfully, showing no sign of stopping.

"That man wouldn't be the guild leader, would he? Did he sleep with you and then dump you? You're so pitiful. Now that he's gone, you have nowhere to cling to him even if you want to."

Now that Lu Zhenghan is buried, his chances of survival are slim. Soon a new commander will take over the 45th Regiment, and she is not afraid that these words will be spread.

Xia Qiuran, who originally didn't want to pay any attention to Sun Rong, suddenly narrowed her eyes upon hearing this. Her gaze sharpened like a knife as she turned to stare at Sun Rong as if she were looking at something disgusting. Lu Zhenghan's life or death was currently unknown, yet his soldiers were cursing him like this.

"Smack."

Xia Qiuran didn't say much, and slapped Sun Rong across the face. Afraid that she would be too weak to hold the slap due to donating too much blood, Xia Qiuran deliberately gathered all her strength into her hand first. The slap was loud and crisp, and it made Sun Rong's nose bleed.

Sun Rong stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with disbelief. She never expected Xia Qiuran to dare to make a move directly.

"Xia Qiuran, you dare to hit me, you beat up a comrade without cause, I will definitely report this to the higher-ups and make you regret it," Sun Rong said, covering her face.

"Let's talk about it when you get back alive. You might be the next one to be buried. I've heard that God loves to take in ungrateful opportunists."

Xia Qiuran glared at Sun Rong, her eyes revealing a coldness she had never seen before. Sun Rong gradually softened. Originally, she had nothing to do with her, and it wasn't worth getting into this trouble, so she silently sat back down.

The journey was bumpy.

The truck quickly arrived at the accident site. After Xia Qiuran got out of the truck, she looked at the large and small rocks and the mud everywhere, and her heart sank again. If she had been trapped under these rocks, how could she have survived? She would have suffocated to death.

Turning her head, she saw rescue workers searching the collapsed area. Xia Qiuran didn't care about the impact or her status at that moment, and quickly ran over, shouting at the mess in front of her.

"Commander, Commander!"

She kept shouting and moving the stones that were pressing down on top, as if Lu Zhenghan were buried underneath.

"Dr. Xia." Zhang Xiaoliang went over first.

Xia Qiuran thought Zhang Xiaoliang had come to dissuade her, so she called out before he could say anything.

"Hurry up and help us! The commander has been very good to us. You can't be like Sun Rong and change your mind."

"Dr. Xia, the team leader isn't here," Zhang Xiaoliang said anxiously.

"Where is it? I'll go dig." Xia Qiuran finally stopped what she was doing, thinking she had dug in the wrong place.

"Not in this soil."

What? Xia Qiuran's heart sank completely, and she collapsed to the ground. She hadn't expected to arrive too late. Tears immediately streamed down her face.

"You mean the body has been dug out? Where is it located?"

"stop?"

Hearing Xia Qiuran use the word "second," Zhang Xiaoliang scratched his head in confusion, then looked back at Lu Zhenghan, who was still standing there. Wasn't this word too unlucky?

"It's stopped there," he said, pointing lightly with his finger.

Xia Qiuran looked in the direction Zhang Xiaoliang was pointing and saw Lu Zhenghan wearing a mud-stained green military uniform, his gaze fixed on her.

Apart from being a little dirty all over and having two more scars on his forehead, everything else seems to be the same:

Xia Qiuran immediately wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and rubbed her eyes.

You read that right, it really is Lu Zhenghan.

Lu Zhenghan then walked up to her.

"Commander, you're not dead! That's great!"

Xia Qiuran looked Lu Zhenghan up and down, her eyes instantly filling with tears, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

Seeing Xia Qiuran's nervousness, Lu Zhenghan felt a mix of emotions—happiness and joy. He knew these feelings were inappropriate, but he couldn't help thinking about them.

Yan Jun, as the person in charge of the clothing factory, also rushed here to deliver warm clothes. He watched Xia Qiuran's worry, which was obviously beyond the normal range between superiors and subordinates, and deliberately teased her.

"Dr. Xia, you look so nervous. You seem to care a lot about Commander Lu."

Xia Qiuran lowered her head and smiled. "The commander is the backbone of our regiment, of course I care about him." After saying that, she quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, the soldier who just came to the hospital said that the regimental commander is buried in the mud and rocks. Why are they lying about the situation?"

"You can't blame the soldiers. Your Commander Lu was indeed buried when they left, but he was lucky. The landslide there wasn't too severe, and he managed to climb out."

"Oh, are you injured anywhere?" Xia Qiuran's eyes immediately showed a hint of nervousness.

"I'm fine, why do you look so pale?" Lu Zhenghan stared at Xia Qiuran's face, the paleness making him inexplicably uneasy, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.

But at this moment, Xia Qiuran immediately took two steps back, her cautious demeanor reverting to her previous restrained and aloof manner.

"It's probably because he's been constantly treating the injured at the hospital and hasn't had a break."

"Then let's go to the tent and rest for a while," Lu Zhenghan said calmly, withdrawing his hand.

"I'm fine, saving the injured is the priority."

After Xia Qiuran finished speaking, she wanted to get to the rescue work as soon as possible.

Given the severity of the disaster, Lu Zhenghan didn't say anything more.

"Okay, go and rest if you're not feeling well."

Xia Qiuran responded, but just as she turned around, a dizzying sensation suddenly rushed into her head.

I feel nauseous and want to vomit; everything around me seems to be spinning.

Her already exhausted body had been drained of so much blood, and she had just suffered a sudden attack of anger. At this moment, Xia Qiuran could no longer hold on.

But things didn't get any worse. The mountain began to tremble and shake again, and a huge boulder was rolling straight toward Xia Qiuran.

"Be careful, hurry up."

Lu Zhenghan noticed first, then grabbed Xia Qiuran's hand and tried to run away.

Xia Qiuran could no longer hold on; her vision gradually blurred and turned black, and she collapsed.

Yellow mud, carrying loose stones and broken trees, overturned down the steep slope, and everyone hurriedly scattered in all directions.

Xia Qiuran felt her body slowly sinking into the mud.